Sexy Hart (Sexy Series) by Dani Lovell Read Free Book Online Page B

English lover…” I tease, nudging her with my elbow.
    “Don’t… I have such a thing about guys with that hot accent.”
    “Sorry love,” Stacy interrupts, “he’s taken.” she says smugly before grabbing Oliver’s face - waking him, and forcing her mouth onto his. I feel so sorry for him, he just wants to sleep and she won’t let him; as soon as he starts drifting, she pokes him or bothers him. His eyes shoot open and his hands tense.
    When she’s finally done, Oliver looks at her for a moment in question, before resting his head back again slowly and closing his eyes. I can see him coming close to the end of his tether.
    “Oh, of course I didn’t mean Oliver. Although, yes, the accent is hot. But I can never be interested in a taken man.”
    Something inside me spasms. Guilt. That’s my mantra. That’s how I feel… yet I am interested in a taken man. I have done something with a taken man. This one. I want to take him from her and make love to him. No! No, no, no you don’t.
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    The next couple of hours go by easily. Thankfully Stacy decides to sleep alongside Oliver, practically wrapped around his entire sleeping body awkwardly. Alexia and I chat comfortably with Daniel and Bea in the front, and it’s really relaxed and enjoyable.
    It doesn’t take long for Oliver to wake, given his extreme discomfort with Stacy sprawled out over him, and I turn to talk with him, leaving Alexia talking to the others.
    “Hi, nice long sleep?” I whisper.
    “Mmm…” he says, stretching slightly, careful not to wake Selfish Stacy, “not particularly, but that short sleep was nice, she been out long?”
    “I suppose about an hour.”
    “That’s why I managed to sleep then,” he says with a quiet chuckle. Poor thing.
    “We’re going to make a pit-stop for gas soon, so if anyone wants to get snacks or anything, that’s the time.” Daniel calls into the back for us to hear, waking Stacy.
    “Thanks, Daniel.” Oliver responds as he peels Stacy’s hand from his neck.
    “Hmm? Stopping?” she grumbles, “Good. I want water.” She looks back and forth between Oliver and I again and straightens up. “Oh, how long have you been awake?”
    “Not long.”
    “Sorry, you should have woken me to keep you company.”
    “I wouldn’t have woken you Stace, beside, there’s plenty of company here. You obviously needed some rest.”
    “No, next time, wake me. Okay?” she says, meaning business, and as Oliver glances at me, I know he’s thinking exactly the same as I am. She is exhausting!
    We pull up at a petrol station, or ‘gas station’ as Daniel calls it, and climb out for a quick stretch while he arranges the ‘gas’. Bea and Alexia head to the shop, and I choose to stay by the car, not wanting anything.
    “Come on, I need water.” Stacy says to Oliver.
    “I don’t need anything, I’ll stay in the car. You go, see you in a minute.”
    I climb back inside, she’s going to kick off. Where’s Stacy from this morning gone? And why can’t we see her pretty face again, instead of this sour bitch face?
    “No, I want you to come with me.”
    “Bea and Alexia are going in, go with them…”
    “Oliver, you’re not staying here with…”
    “With… Clare?” he asks and his voice raises angrily, “Oh come on, I thought we’d discussed all of this, don’t start Stace.”
    “Just fucking come with me, Oliver!”
    Oh my god, she’s a psychopath.
    I see Oliver’s face redden through the open door. Uh oh.
    “I fucking will not! Stop with the fucking jealousy and get your fucking water!” Whoa… he is so mad! I’ve never heard him talk to a girl like that in the whole time I’ve known him.
    He climbs back in the car, his face creased with fury and he sits heavily. I stare at him open mouthed. This is so far from the Oliver I know. He’s so happy and playful. I don’t like seeing him like this.
    “Please don’t say anything, Clare,” he says.
    “I wasn’t going to.” I respond softly.